Thanks to everyone who read part one. Now that the scene has been set, this story will hopefully pick up momentum. Thanks for your feedback. I took many of your comments into account as I continued the story. I hope you enjoy.
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"Give her some water, a bottle of Boost and a blanket and then turn off the lights after ten minutes," ordered the doctor. "We'll let her sleep for a few extra hours this time to see whether she regains her resolve. If she does, we'll need to push her harder and longer to get her ready for her new life as a slave. I have to say that she doesn't seem too aggressive. She might be more of a natural submissive."
Sarah knew what the food and blanket meant when they were set down in the chamber. She drank the Boost hoping it would perk her up then took the blanket just as the lights went out. She was exhausted but lay awake thinking about her situation. What were her friends and family thinking about her disappearance? As far as she knew she had been here for almost a week, but how long had she been unconscious? She kept track of the nights that had passed in the chamber and this made five. She had been in such a state of shock that she had been strictly in survival mode. What about her job? Surely she was listed as a missing person by now between her family, friends and employer. Had her picture been on the news? Was she still in New York or had she been moved far away? She drifted off into a restless sleep, plagued by nightmares. The confrontation and threats of punishment weighed heavily on her mind.
"I also think that it might be useful for the others if we were to make an example of our dear Sarah," said Dr. Lee as she chewed on a pen and contemplated how to proceed. "I'm not sure whether we have enough time right now so we'll have to keep that in mind for later."
She didn't like to let the girls interact at all so this was a delicate matter. It wasn't that unusual for a girl to become belligerent after a few days of sleep and food deprivation. The doctor knew that they had dodged a bullet when Sarah had little idea how to operate the taser.
"I wonder if we could let the others hear her scream for a little while we inflict some non-mutilating pain on her. We'll have to give that some thought on how we might do that. Meanwhile, keep her on a tight leash to make sure she stays in line."
There were a total of five girls currently in custody at the slave training and distribution center. At least two others were very close to their breaking points too. One other woman, about twenty years of age was tough however and continued to fight everything. Jackie had proven to be a challenge and the doctor enjoyed matching wits. The clinician in Dr. Lee found it fascinating to observe how varied these women were when it came to stress and dominance. They certainly were unpredictable based on just their looks and first impressions. The younger ones were usually much easier to scare into submission, especially if they had grown up being pampered in a nurturing environment. They tried not to get anyone younger than eighteen but some of the girls looked older than their actual age. Not that there wasn't a market for younger girls but even Dr. Lee had her lines that she tried not to cross. Sarah's driver's license said that she was twenty-five. She was about in the mid range of the women. A search on Facebook turned up that she worked in marketing for a medical devices company. She seemed to be quite sharp and also seemed to enjoy partying with her friends.
Dr. Lee's phone suddenly broke the silence. It was usually something important when her phone rang because very few people had the number. She looked at the I.D. and the look on her face became very serious. She left the control room for her private office and closed the door behind. When she emerged about fifteen minutes later, she was still deep in thought.
"Mr. Smith would like to bring a special client herein a few days," she announced. "They want a extraordinary girl for him. Right now, we don't really have anyone quite ready but I'm thinking that our Sarah comes closest to what he's looking for. Let's also have Nikki and Julie ready to show them when they come so they can decide which one they want. We'll have to train them together to make the most of the time available." She looked at her watch. "It's nearly noon now, how many of them are in the night cycle right now?"
"I think Julie is the only one that is awake right now," said one of the trainers.
"Okay, let the other two sleep through their normal cycle plus a couple more hours. Have them all ready to go at 3:00. Keep Julie awake. Make sure their collars are working on each of them in case we need to bring them under control when we get them together. Gather the women in the big training room at three."
"Yes, ma'am," replied the two trainers that were in the control room with the doctor.
The doctor departed, confident that her assistants would have everything ready per her plans.
Sarah was awakened by the buzzer as usual. She was still exhausted as she reluctantly stood under the bright lights. She wasn't sure how today would go after the threats that Dr. Lee had made toward her after yesterday. She felt wobbly on her feet. Was she suffering from dehydration and lack of food? She felt her stomach and it showed signs of emptiness. Had the corset already started to shape her body? She didn't feel very well but didn't know who would listen to her anyway of she complained. She had never been so scared in her life and the stress was exacting a toll on her body as well.
The door opened suddenly and the girl assistant was there.
"Time to shower and get ready," she said in her usual soft voice.
Sarah could tell that the helping girl was a bit more wary of her as she kept the taser pointed at her. They walked to the shower where Sarah found a little refreshment in the hot stream of water pounding down onto her body. She lingered as long as she could before the water suddenly turned cold. Her mind was racing. What was today going to bring? Would they treat her more aggressively now that she had resisted? Sarah was never much of a fighter but now was survival time. She pondered what she might be able to do under such intense surveillance. She knew that someone was probably watching her through a camera right then. The thought made her skin crawl. She was getting used to the lack of privacy but not knowing who was watching creeped her out. After drying off she was surprised to be met by Dr. Lee and another trainer whom she hadn't met before.
"There's been a slight change of plans, Sarah," Dr. Lee told her. "We need to have you ready for showing in a few days. In case you haven't figured it out yet, we are going to sell you to one of our customers and he is coming in three days. If you embarrass me, you will wish you had never been born. Do you understand?"
"Put the collar on her, Tom" the doctor ordered her assistant. "Lift your hair off your neck, Sarah."
The tall, unfamiliar man stepped toward her and placed a sleek collar with prongs like a dog's obedience collar around her neck. The prongs pressed into her neck on both sides of her throat. He tried to rotate it around her neck to test the tightness. It remained firmly in place.